Water’s running through my house,
I’m never gonna bail it out.
I know this sounds dire,
But I can always build one higher.

Here comes the rain, oh, bye bye solid ground,
Surfing’s not so fun when it’s the only way to get around.
Oh no, here comes the wind, oh blow me down.
It’s never blown like this before.

You know, you’re really starting to bug me,
Those wind turbines are a little ugly.
You ask me what are we coming to,
It’s called ‘Canyonero’ and it’s bigger than you.

However many charts and graphs you might show me,
And though they may well bite me so consistently,
My coal and oil still make fine electricity,
So when the books are done, who wins, you or me?

Here comes the rain, oh, bye bye solid ground,
Surfing’s not so fun when it’s the only way to get around.
Oh no, here comes the wind, oh blow me down.
It’s never blown like this before., what could be the cause?

Drip drip, lawn becomes a lake, yeah
Run quick before you have to wade, yeah
Tick tick, come pick up your spade, yeah
We’ve got a right to rearrange, yeah.